SLIGHT DETOUR

Here's another dirty little secret of trucking......there is no such thing as a sick day. Nope, no calling in to work stating your illness, crawling back in bed, and collecting your sick leave. As I said before, if the wheels aren't turning, you aren't making any money. Scary really, especially having the past experience of both of us having great sick leave policies at our prior jobs, so when Craig developed a mass under his arm, which to us appears to be maybe a boil or infection of some sort, we knew we would have to take time off to have it checked out.

After picking up his meat load in Wallula, WA, Craig informed his dispatcher that when he arrived at the company yard in French Camp, CA, that he would need to take some time to get to a doctor to have it checked. I went online to check out clinics and doctors that would take a walk in and were located close by the yard. I was fortunate to find such a place no more than a few miles from the yard, and additionally, would allow me to make an appointment for Craig to see a doctor on Thursday morning at 10am.

Craig should be in the yard this evening, and with me still being in town with the pick up, I will be able to meet him at the yard first thing in the morning and take him to the clinic to be checked out tomorrow morning. With any luck, he will check out okay, leave with a prescription, and be back on the road again before the sun sets.